Chapter 170: The Inheritance of the Desolation

"Desolate?" Shen Yan's voice actually trembled slightly, "Are you the inheritance of the Taihuang lineage?"

"Haha!" Mr. Wen said loudly, "You deserve to be inherited by the Ghost Venerable, even if you still have knowledge!"

Amu didn't know what this desolate inheritance meant, but from Shen Yan's performance, he also knew that the other party must be an extremely hot character.

Sure enough, as soon as Zaijian Shen Yan raised his hand, he directly slapped the soul blood released from Amu's eyebrows back to Amu's eyebrows.

"Wang Han, this drop of soul blood has been sent to you!" Shen Yan's voice was a little dry.

"Huh?" Amu frowned, knowing that this was not a good sign.

"The Taihuang Gate has been inherited in the Sea Wilderness Divine Prefecture for tens of thousands of years, and then mysteriously disappeared overnight, which is the mystery of the Sea Wilderness. I didn't expect that there is still a vein left now! In the past, it was too barren, but the seven immortal gates of the sea wilderness can be alone! Wang Han, you and I will either live together or die together today! There is no other way. Shen Yan's tone was flat but unusually resolute.

After hearing this, there is no need to say more, Amu also knows the situation in front of him.

His eyes swept over Mr. Wen and Xiao Luo, the corners of Amu's mouth curved, and suddenly his body exuded an endless murderous aura.

This murderous aura is Amu's unique liliang, which is the accumulation of two lifetimes.

That murderous aura had already taken shape, completely fused with the black flame on Amu's body.

There was a sneer, and the murderous aura was like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

"How can there be such a strong murderous aura?" both Mr. Wen and Xiao Luo couldn't help frowning slightly. They could feel the endless killing intent, it was the killing intent from the soul, and it had nothing to do with demons.

"Shen Yan, either the fish dies, or the net is broken!" Amu smiled weirdly.

"Not bad!" Shen Yan nodded. At the same time, the face of the Supreme Ghost God gradually became brighter, and the magical liliang rose.

"Mr. Wen?" Xiao Luo glanced at Mr. Wen.

"Do it! My enchantment can't stop it for too long, this Desolate Soul Secret Realm is about to collapse! The strongest means, a quick victory!" Mr. Wen said in a loud voice.

This sound landed, and the four of them started almost at the same time!

Shen Yan flew up, and the grimace on the face of the Supreme Ghost God was even more hideous and terrifying!

"Giggles, cluck!" Shen Yan suddenly let out an extremely terrifying laugh, that laughter was like a ghost laugh, making people feel creepy and shuddering, it was not Shen Yan's original voice at all.

At the same time, around Shen Yan, there was an endless eerie ghostly aura, and countless ghosts appeared, like thousands of unjust souls appearing in the world, and Shen Yan's cultivation seemed to be soaring at this moment.

Spiritual Saint Intermediate Stage, Spiritual Saint Intermediate Stage, Spiritual Saint High Stage......

Mr. Wen, who saw this scene, also showed an incredible look on his face, but he didn't give Shen Yan too many chances.

At the time of the Spirit Saint's high-level Great Consummation, Mr. Wen's people had already arrived in front of Shen Yan.

There are no flashy moves, and there are no magic weapons in hand, just one hand. The soul power that can hook the general trend of heaven and earth will come all over the world.

The mid-level Great Perfection of Soul Cultivation is almost an unattainable existence.

Endless soul pressure, which can almost shatter the void. Although Shen Yan forcibly improved his cultivation with the help of the Supreme Ghost God Face, he was still a weak person for Mr. Wen.

The light of the Yin-Yang Galaxy Diagram unfolded greatly, dissipating most of the soul pressure. But Mr. Wen went straight to Shen Yan's front door with one hand and grabbed it, this style was enough for Shen Yan to parry.

At the same time, Xiao Luo has also made a move on Amu.

This time, Xiao Luo did not use the black and white mirrors, but directly rose with white light above his head. Fang Cai didn't have the means to use it because of the Demon Venerable Bell, and used it again.

In the white light, the shadow of the skull reappeared.

"Wang Han, as a demon cultivator, you can die under the skull of the demon! It's a pity, you and I are both demon cultivators, and we can't coexist in the same world!" Xiao Luo said coldly.

The skull had completely emerged on top of Xiao Luo's head. The skull emitted endless white light, and in the eye sockets of the black hole, there were two black flowers.

Such a vast demonic qi and demonic intent is the only thing that Amu has seen except for the demon coffin that has such a big demon liliang.

"Is it really the Demon Skull?" Amu said secretly in his heart. At this time, there was not the slightest movement in the grinding coffin in his body.

But at this time, Amu had already taken action.

Of the six ancient battle spirits, two went straight to Xiao Luo, and the remaining four went all out to save Shen Yan. The gold-level spirit coin above his head directly fell thousands of spiritual powers, constantly paying attention to Amu's body.

In fact, at this moment, Amu's is almost at the limit and on the verge of breaking through. The demonic qi in the Demon Sea is turbulent and extremely unstable. At this time, if you are not careful, you may go crazy.

However, Amu didn't care much. He didn't use the remnants of the coffin, or even the black rattan, but directly flashed red light at the center of his eyebrows, and the ancient lamp of the battle spirit directly appeared on top of Amu's head.

"Boom-"

As soon as the ancient lantern of the battle spirit came out, the red rays in the sky, like the reflection of a river of blood, directly collided with the demonic qi emitted by the demon skull, stirring up thousands of qi waves. The whole barrier was a shock.

"What's that?" Xiao Luo was stunned. As a demon cultivator's instinct, he had a sense of all magic treasures, but as soon as Amu's magic weapon came out, he concluded that it was not a magic treasure.

Not only him, but even Mr. Wen, who was temporarily restrained by the four ancient battle spirits, couldn't help but change his complexion. But if his experience is like him, he can't see through the origin of the ancient lamp.

As soon as the ancient lantern of the battle soul came out, the six ancient war spirits were even more high, and the six black rays soared straight into the sky.

At this time, Zaijian Amu's face was solemn, and he made a Dharma seal on his chest. This magic seal is the second time that Amu has cast it, this is not a Northern Cold spell, nor is it a demon spell, nor is it a forbidden map.

Because it's a seal of God!

Changing three seals in a row, a colorful light rose above Zaijian Amu's head. The appearance of this spell is completely different from Amu's magic skills, but it can be activated by Amu's demonic cultivation power.

In the colorful light, there is a faint charm of God, majestic atmosphere. The colorful light continues to spread, and the entire small secret realm seems to be infected by Amu's spell, and the void is colorful and blurry, and it is psychedelic and beautiful.

Amu's whole temperament also changed at this time, although he was dressed in a black robe, he had a bit of the aura of a god king. Although this aura cannot be compared to Amu's demonic aura that has been cultivating for a long time, it is enough to cover Amu's demonic aura. As soon as this technique comes out, I'm afraid no one will be able to understand what kind of monk Amu is.

At this moment, it seems that it is no longer a duel between demons and demons, but a battle between gods and demons!

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